drugs [boris pavlikovsky x reader]

five

i need
it

y o u r  p o v

flashback

i sat outside his room, half smiling half crying

"i need it, jack" i cried laughing. i was tearing clumps of my hair out and digging my nails into my palms and thighs

"i need it" i fell against the door sobbing, choking on my own blood from biting my tough so hard.

"I NEED IT" i screamed beating on the ground.

"FUCKING OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR AND GIVE ME IT" i screamed at the top of my lungs
(kinda like when eleven screamed & cried in that one scene)

the door opened. i looked up and smiled at the jack i didn't know.

he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me into his room.
i kicked my legs and grabbed at the ground, screaming no no!

"you don't fucking need it y/n!" he yelled, he pounded his fist into my face
everything was a bloody blur. i tasted blood.

i screamed and kicked my legs as he tried to snatch the back out of my hand

"i need it!" i kept wailing.

he brings his hand to myself and stops

"go overdose" jack drops a bag of  xanax, molly and probably some coke on my chest and leaves the room. leaving me a bloody mess.

the lights surged as i cried.
i let out one more scream
it fades
as the lights intensify, blinding me

"y/n! y/n" boris called to me.
i was sitting on his bathroom floor crying. i opened the door and he looked down at me

"what's wrong?" he said, not hesitating to drop to the ground and tend to me.

i only let out and "i-" along with muffled sobs.
muffled by the sound of me crying into his coat.

he pats my back.

"from the month i've known you, you've never acted like this. what is wrong?" boris says, sitting me on his bed.

by now, me and boris have known eachother for a month. we haven't spoken about the incident
ever sense.

i lean back on the bed grabbing fistfuls of my hair

"my boobs hurt" i groan
i don't think boris knows what to do or say
"ibuprofen?" boris asked me. i giggle at his obliviousness.
"that won't help" i say. he begins to lay down with me, laying on his side to face me

"well maybe..." he starts, his hands sneaking up my shirt. his warm hands caress my boob

"...this will help." he pecks my forehead and he does this for a while before the pizza man gets here.
to be honest, it helped. a lot. it felt good having sexual human contact, even if his intentions weren't exactly sexual.

i sat up on the bed, examining my current living situation. i'd been living with boris for a month now. every now and then i'd pop up at school, catch up and then not show up for a few days or a week.

when boris comes back with the pizza, he closes the door and hands me a plate

"here you go моя любовь" he says, handing me a coke can with the plate.
my love, is what he just said by the way. i've gotten far to familiar with his nicknames by now.

"thank you mi amor" i say smiling and plopping pizza onto my plate
"what does that mean again.. my memory a little hazy" he jokes looking confused at the ceiling

i bite the pizza, chewing the food we've ate a lot. boris claimed he had a job, i mean if he didn't how are we eating this. i honestly don't even care what the job is. as long as he's happy.

"do you want to watch superbad" he says
"again?" i ask chuckling.
"yes i love the stupid american cops!" boris laughs. i boop his nose and finish my slice. standing up

"you remind me of jack" i say half smiling. i shook the thought of boris ever being like that horrible beast, my face falling
"nevermind. you're better than him"

"who is jack" he says

"some boy. he said stuff like you, but about other things. but he's long gone now. you're nothing like him really." i say saddened about jack.

"why not? i mean it is good, yes. but what is bad about him?" boris says getting up and rubbing my shoulders

"he was bad." i turn my face away and he grabs my cheek, caressing it.

"how so" boris placed his hands on my waist, and my arms around his neck. he sways

i look at the ground
"jack beat me" i cringed.
suddenly, boris quit swaying. he sat onto the bed, grabbing my hands and looking up at me

"i would never do that to you" boris said looking into my eyes and smiling
"i don't know about kotku though.." he looks to the side
"not funny boris"
"i know."

sorry for the other short chapter!